Who are you and who am I?
You are the reader and I the writer.
It's so weird how people are defined by their actions.
You save someone your a doctor,
you kill someone, a murderer.
Somebody once told me actions speak louder than words,
Yet some of us cannot be heard.
You see me walk by, dragging myself home,
You see me I'm all alone.
You walk up to me and say 'Are you okay'
I say 'Uh, yeah of course',
You examine my body language.
I'm paler than ever,
both my hands in my pockets.
Yet you move on.
You think I want to be left alone,
when really I need help.
They say I'm a doctor but I'm not.
I'm a murderer.
It's been three years and I couldn't save 47 people.
47 people.
47 people died because I couldn't save them.
My actions were bad, my words were not.
They say 'You'll get over it'
But I know I won't
It's the life of a doctor.
One day you see the child walk in
And the next he's gone.
I tried my best to save him.
His family crying on the floor.
'You did this!' they say.
Now you tell me readers, am I a doctor or a murderer.
YOU ARE READING
Destiny
PoetryA selection of poems. It is about the problems we face as a part of society today. It is how we are under constant fear of losing, not getting what we want. We can barely trust anyone in this world including ourselves. Ask yourself, Are you really h...
